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“You’re sad because you’re sad. It’s psychic. It’s the age. It’s chemical. Go see a shrink or take a pill, or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll you need to sleep. Well, all children are sad but some get over it. Count your blessings. Better than that, buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet. Take up dancing to forget. Forget what? Your sadness, your shadow, whatever it was that was done to you the day of the lawn party when you came inside flushed with the sun, your mouth sulky with sugar, in your new dress with the ribbon and the ice-cream smear, and said to yourself in the bathroom, I am not the favorite child.”

— Margaret Atwood

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— Amy Sedaris, I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence

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“Intensity is my natural element, I am sure; To expect quiet, frivolous talk is against my nature.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 21 February 1919

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Peanuts

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Voltaire (born on this day)

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“A serious girl, when she finds someone who calms her spirit and quiets her busy thoughts, will love you so fiercely, it will defy even her own logic and reasoning.”

— (via pureintoxication)

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The Perfect day

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“A trick I often use, when I feel overwhelming shame or regret, or brokenness beyond repair, is to think of a line I especially love, or a poem that arrived like lightning, and remember that it wouldn’t have come to me if anything in my life had happened differently. Not that way. Not in those words.”

— Patricia Lockwood, from Priestdaddy 

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What to do with a Million Years, Juno Calypso

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I don’t hate hardly ever, and when I love, I love for miles and miles. A love so big it should either be outlawed or it should have a capital and its own currency. - Carrie Fisher (21 October, 1956 - ∞)

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January 2014

NOW

“You can Just go”

“Maybe I know”

You are too late My answer is no

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Look at your wake, I guess - at the damage you’ve left in your wake…And try to figure out what was really happening when you were looking forward, trying so hard, thinking you were paying such close, careful attention.

Lisa Kron, In the Wake (via wholiveswhodiesjeaninetesori)

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Amy

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Actually, Dr. Lonely is the scientist’s name. The monster’s name is Loneliness.

— donni (@donni) July 10, 2016

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Be the Wolf

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Sometimes the worst pain of the day isn’t what you thought it’d be. Sometimes it’s just as simple as realizing the difference between who you’ll be in their story and who they’ll be in yours.

cmonfhgwgads  (via wnq-writers)